Chapter 6 - The Unraveling of Bianca
While Alessandro focused on rebuilding his daughter’s happiness, Bianca’s world was crumbling into complete ruin.
Deprived of Alessandro’s wealth and facing mounting legal bills, Bianca found herself trapped in her family’s penthouse apartment, surrounded by unpaid fashion accounts and credit card notices. Her former high-society friends had completely abandoned her, unwilling to be associated with a woman accused of child abuse and grand fraud.
In a desperate bid to save her public image, Bianca agreed to an exclusive live television interview with a prominent celebrity news program. She planned to play the victim, claiming Alessandro was an abusive, controlling billionaire who had fabricated the entire story to avoid paying her prenuptial settlement.
On the evening of the broadcast, Alessandro, Rosalie, and Marcus Vance sat in the estate study, watching the live interview on a large flat-screen television.
On screen, Bianca sat in a plush armchair, wearing a simple beige dress and no jewelry, dabbing at fake tears with a tissue.
“Alessandro Vance is not the grieving family man he pretends to be,” Bianca wept on camera, looking directly into the lens. “He forced me to manage his daughter’s behavioral issues alone. On the day of the wedding, his daughter threw a violent tantrum and demanded I cut her hair! I was only trying to calm her down! The legal documents found in my bag were planted there by Alessandro’s staff to frame me!”
The news anchor nodded sympathetically. “Those are serious accusations, Bianca. Do you have any proof that the documents were planted?”
“Of course!” Bianca lied smoothly. “I never saw those papers before in my life! I loved that little girl like my own daughter!”
In the study, Marcus Vance smiled calmly, reaching for his laptop. “She took the bait, Alessandro. She lied under oath on live television.”
“Execute the counter-release,” Alessandro commanded quietly.
Thirty seconds later, while the live interview was still airing, Marcus transmitted an encrypted media file directly to the network’s newsroom producers.
On the television screen, the anchor suddenly paused, holding his earpiece. His expression shifted from sympathetic to completely shocked.
“Uh… Bianca,” the anchor interrupted, his voice turning cold. “We have just received an emergency evidence release from Mr. Vance’s legal team, verified by forensic digital investigators.”
Bianca’s fake tears instantly stopped. “What?”
The screen split, displaying high-definition video footage taken from the security cameras installed inside the bridal suite’s vanity mirror—cameras Bianca had completely forgotten existed.
The audio was crystal clear.
The entire nation watched and listened as Bianca shoved the clippers into Livia’s hair, laughed about trimming her dog, and taunted the crying child: “Don’t worry, little girl… I trim my dog’s fur regularly.”
The video continued, showing Bianca retrieving the silver-sealed legal envelope from her gray tote bag and hiding it under her wedding itinerary papers twenty minutes before Alessandro entered the room.
The camera returned to the studio.
Bianca sat frozen, her mouth open in horror, her face ghostly white as millions of viewers saw her true, horrific nature exposed in real time.
“Do you have a comment on this footage, Bianca?” the anchor asked coldly.
Bianca panicked, pulled off her microphone wire, stood up, and stumbled out of the studio shot, sobbing in genuine humiliation as the show cut to an emergency commercial break.
Rosalie turned off the television in the study, letting out a long, satisfied breath.
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“It’s over for her,” Rosalie said. “Nobody will ever believe a word she says again.”
“It was over the moment she touched my child,” Alessandro said, turning away from the screen to look at a framed photograph of Elena and Livia sitting on his desk. “Now she faces the courts.”
